Above the great sea, thick fog spreads, the scene is of wilderness, even the traces of the Demon Clan are rarely seen.
Two figures stand on the surface of the sea, one blood-red, the other dark yellow, Blood River and Yellow Springs intertwine, white bones float and sink, filled with an unspeakable horror.
"Congratulations, Master, congratulations!"
Situ Lu flatteringly spoke, with none of the previous majesty in front of his clansmen: "Now that we have discovered the lost inheritance of the Bihai Lineage, if reported to the Yellow Springs Sect, no one could rival the Master's position as the Saint Heir!"
Slap!!
Just as he finished speaking, Situ Lu received several harsh slaps, the force was immense, definitely imbued with mana, knocking out a few teeth and swelling half his face.
"Are you stupid, you fool!"
"The entire Li Family cultivates with the Bihai inheritance, and there's only one Golden Core, such a great medicine, would it be my turn?"
